Chittaranjan Dash, Delhi, 5 March 2023
‘Catastrophe’, says the tendrils
As they twirl and curl around me
Shadows of time float adrift
‘Adopt my children’ says the time
Around a point, directions merge
A black hole is waiting there
‘I am the thunderbolt prince’, says
The poker faced apparition to me
Perhaps the clouds are birds
Readying to migrate to a dream
‘Come inside me’, says the dream
Purplish feathers swirl in light
‘Who are we’ vibrate in thin air
Inside my dream I am lost to me.
